It’s the beginning of a new school year, and the issue of separation anxiety may be on your mind. This topic hits close to home for me.
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I began to consider redshirting my son — having him enter kindergarten a year after he was “allowed.” But he was so ready to go that I sent him.
It’s World Breastfeeding Week, and yes, breast is best for some people. Formula is best for others. Feed the baby, and don’t worry about what others say.
I couldn’t breastfeed my babies. In honor of World Breastfeeding Week, I’m sharing my story about the decision I made.
This kind of thing happens so much in motherhood. Always the last to eat. Always first to get sunburned. Last to bathe. First to clean up the gross thing.
Since he was born, I have had a pretty significant fear of choking. More so than any fears of the other bad things that could happen. This is why.
I’m an offender of anti-mom bias — toward myself. I’ve completely discounted my own abilities, expertise, and commitment. But I’m saying it now. #MomsToo
I started thinking… who did raise me? I thank my parents for their love, for their dedication, and for raising me in a way I am proud of.
Our family had gone bonkers, as far as I was concerned. The newest was born, and with him came new and frequent family conflict. Outside of the house, we were fine. Under the backdrop of sunny park days and quick trips to Target, it looked like I had my three children lined up like three […]
I’ll admit it. Before I was a mom, I had some crazy ideas about how I was going to parent my children. For example: I’ll never dress my kids in matching clothes. It’s too cutesy, I thought. My kids have different personalities and, thus, should dress differently. Well, it turns out they want to match. They […]
I sit here typing this, 38 weeks pregnant with my third child, munching on two servings of Trader Joe’s mini chicken tacos and doing some needed post-baby research. There are so many articles suggesting how to prepare for the arrival of your baby. It is good, solid advice, like eating small meals often so you […]
As I walked (quickly) off the trampoline, I could feel that my jeans were wet from my butt down the backs of my thighs. Yep. I had peed my pants.
My daughter has always been described using what I believe to be “stereotypical” little girl descriptors. From the moment her infant lips learned to coo, she hasn’t stopped talking. Learning words has only exacerbated this process. She’s just a little chatterbox! As she stared out the window while learning to read, seemingly ignoring the world around […]